[Disclaimer] I do not own Eye shield 21 or Garasu no Kamen! All credit goes to the awesome creators.

[Author Note] Here's the third chapter. Sorry about any typos and other writing errors.

(Chapter Three – The Great Bay Play)

The same day when Sena met Maya and told her that he'd go see her at the play, he bought a ticket for the play. He couldn't wait to see her preform. It was now around 3:14 PM and Sena was in the middle of football practice. Hiruma threw the football very far away as he shouted, "Ya-ha!" The super-fast, young boy started to run for the ball and he caught it shortly after.

The sadistic blonde then grinned evilly as he let out a scary sounding chuckle. "You're doing pretty darn good today, short stuff," Hiruma said with his usual big, creepy smile.

Sena ran over towards the quarterback, saying back to him, "Just trying my best."

The sharp toothed teen put his hands on his sides and uttered demandingly, "Well, keep it up! All of you need to overwork yourselves in order for us to kill those scumbags!"

The spiky haired boy looked at the blonde very seriously as he spoke, "I will do my best."

Hiruma then pulled out two huge firearms and began shooting into the air. "That's more like it! Now get moving!" After hearing his leader's threatening order, he sprinted off back into the field. When a few hours passed by, their training was just about over, but Hiruma wanted them to practice for an extra 30 minutes.

"WHAT? You mean we still have to do this?" shouted Monta with enlarged eyes.

"Yeah, you do. Gotta problem with that, butt monkey?" asked Hiruma as he got closer towards Monta's face, his mouth wide open showing off his frightening set of teeth.

Monta gulped in fear as he replied back, "Nope, not at all!"

The evil looking team leader then looked over towards Kurita and yelled, "Yo, fatty! Give me 40!"

"Aw, I hate doing push-ups," whined the large boy.

Hiruma then slid over to him, with an AK-47 in hand, later cocking it as he evilly murmured, "How about I make it 1000?" Without saying anything back to him, Kurita then dropped down on the ground and started doing push-ups.

"Hiruma really wants us to work hard today," said Sena.

His ape-like friend folded his arms and sighed out in anger, "Yeah and it's really annoying! What's the big deal about tomorrow's game anyway?"

"The Ojo White Knights have been stepping their game up lately. As if they weren't hard enough to deal with, now they're really out to win against anyone that comes their way. I guess Hiruma's kind of worried about the way we've been playing lately. I think he thinks we aren't ready to face them yet, so he's making us work harder for today," explained the boy wearing the number 21 jersey.

"I still think it's stupid," replied his friend. Hiruma then randomly threw a football at Monta, but he seen it coming. "CATCH MAX!" he shouted as he was about to catch the ball. When he did, his body flew back a very far distance; Sena knew he got the wind knocked out of him and he was hurt.

"Are you okay, Monta?" shouted the spiky haired sprinter. Instead of getting a direct answer, he got a thumb up from his injured friend, his arm falling back to the ground seconds later.

"He should have caught that," growled Hiruma.

"Hiruma, what time is it?" Sena asked.

"Its 5:48," he answered. "Why do you care about the time? You still got things to do!" Sena just remembered that Maya's performance started at 6:00 sharp. He had to get going now.

"I'm sorry, Hiruma, but I got somewhere to go! Don't worry; I'll be ready for tomorrow's game!" After that being said, the young boy then ran off in a hurry.

"WHAT? Get your butt back over here, shorty!" yelled an angry Hiruma as he started shooting bullets into the air. Unfortunately, he didn't come back, he was off to see the girl he met yesterday preform live on stage. Sena, with his incredible speed, arrived at the place in less than two minutes. The ticket he has was special; it gave him a front row seat.

He walked inside, handed the man his ticket, and then took his seat. The place was very crowded; it had people from one end to the other. He sat there waiting to see her, and soon enough he got his wish. The play started and he immediately noticed her, and she straightaway noticed him, but couldn't really show that she did because she was playing a statue at the moment.

Though all she did was stand there like a statue, she did an outstanding job doing it. Sena was totally shocked at how stiff she was. He even tried his best to spot any kind of movement, but he got nothing, she was perfectly still. He was starting to wonder if she was really human or not. There were times during the play where people would actually knock her down and throw water at her, for what I don't know, and she still maintained completely still.

She never blinked, not even once. How was it that she was able to do such a thing? He thought about that very hardly, but couldn't even begin to fathom such skill. When the play was over, the actors, and actresses, all bowed and the curtains closed; seeing her move again looked so strange to him. When everyone stood up and started clapping, Sena stood up and happily joined the applauding audience with claps of his own.

As good as Maya did, she herself wasn't so proud of her performance, she thought she could have done better than that. Back stage she was talking to her mentor, Chigusa Tsukikage. "Your acting was sloppy, Maya," said the old looking lady, a nasty frown across her face.

"I'm sorry," the sad, young girl replied, her voice sounding so hurt and disappointed.

"I noticed a slight smile on your face," she hastily said to her, her face looking even more angry and dark. Maya gasped at her words, she knew what she was talking about, but she barely even did smile. Heck, it wasn't really enough for anyone to really even notice, but Chigusa did. Tears started to billow up in her eyes, soon began running down her face seconds later.

Instead of getting words spoken to her, she got four hard slaps to the face, which made her yell in pain. "Next time FOCUS! You understand, Maya?" yelled the angry senior. The physically and emotionally hurt girl nodded in response, softly sobbing as her tears kept dwindling down her face.

Chigusa then began walking away from her, and so did the other actors and actresses. Nobody seemed to even care about her; they just didn't give a darn. Feeling beyond upset, Maya decided to leave, but she knows if she tried to exit this place, she would sooner or later run into Sena. She didn't want him seeing her in any sort of bad condition the second time he seen her.

After a few minutes passed by, she tried to exit the building, and she did. As she was walking away, she heard an all too familiar voice call out to her. "Kitajima!" shouted Sena as he ran over towards her. She didn't turn to look at him; she just stood there with her back facing his direction.

"Hello, Kobayakawa," she said calmly, trying oh so hard to hide her pained voice and replace it with a normal one.

The cheerful boy then began to say, "Kitajima, your performance was the most amazing thing I have ever seen! Usually when I see people standing still like that, I see them moving a little, but you? You're something else! You're incredible! I can't wait to see more of your acting. You're the greatest actress ever! If anyone disagrees with that, they're most certainly lying."

That's not what her mentor told her, that's not what her mother told her, that's not what anybody has ever said to her. Hearing his words of praise made her feel even more upset. "No, that's not true," she whispered.

"Huh?" responded Sena, looking at her in misperception. He then started to notice that her body was shaking, shaking with inordinate pain and anguish.

"That's not true," she said again, but her voice was so silent he didn't hear her.

He then started to walk closer over to her as he said, "Kitajima, I can't hear what you're saying." She then turned around, facing his direction. He seen how aching her cheek looked from getting slapped, how red and puffy her eyes looked from crying, and all of the tears that were coming down her face, she looked like a complete mess and she didn't care who seen her like this.

"Kitajima," he whispered, a deep look of melancholy masking his face.

"No matter how hard I try, no matter how determined I am, I always fail! Why am I such a failure?" she cried out, hurt easily being heard in her voice of blues.

"But you did great! You were amazing! Who told you that you did a bad job?" he asked her, now looking very livid.

"Everybody, everybody tells me that I do horrible! I'm never going to be a successful actress; I'm never going to amount to anything in life!" Maya shrieked at him.

"Stop it! Don't say such things!" he fired back with rage, the raw fury in his voice silencing her songs of despondencies. He then walked even closer towards her, their eyes engaging in a sequence of complete eye contact. He then put his hands on top of her shoulders, which was a very bold move. She slowly turned her head away from his, not wanting to look him in the eyes.

"Look at me, Kitajima," he demanded, which made her look back at him. "Do you know how many times I heard people say stuff like that to me? I've been there; people always bullied me and made me feel miserable, but I knew something they didn't, I knew I was going to become someone great. I may not be there yet, but I'm staying strong until I see that day of accomplishment.

You are a very great person, Kitajima. Don't let anybody, not even your teacher, bring you down like this; I'm going to confront her one day. You're going to amount to something one day, and I'm sure you'll have a great life in the future. So please, promise me that you will be stronger. We both can do this together; we both can overcome our hardships. Promise me."

Seconds later, she started to smile; he started to smile back at her. "I promise," she said, afterwards hugging him very tightly. He hugged her back, both of them relishing this comforting embrace. Someone seen the two from far away, it was Masumi, the successful businessman and son/substitute of the president of the Daito Entertainments.

"Who's that kid?" said the man.

End of the third! Well, can you review it? Please? ^_^.